After the Talk

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As Seraphina waved her hand, Callius disappeared from the place he was standing, teleporting to her room.

"This still feels weird, no matter how many times I have felt it," Callius mumbled to himself, feeling the spatial mana around him stabilizing once again. "Now, what should I do." Walking inside his room, he started reviewing the things that happened today.

'It was a pity that I killed him. He was not a bad guy.' He thought to himself. 'Though, the scars in his soul lay very deep. Poor guy.' With those thoughts filled inside his head, he reached to the bookshelves that were filled with five thick books that were showing signs of getting old.